. .”*It was morning, around eleven. A young woman, probably in her teens, stood outside the door of her apartment. She had long light brown hair tha... curled down below her shoulders and almost covered her cute brown eyes. She had a very pale complexion and her face showed signs of a few faint freckles. Her stature was a bit short in height, almost one meter sixty centimetres and her long, below the knee skirt covered her lines of femininity and gave the impression of a slim figure. Sophie was. Like, I really love you. I'm in love with you."And before that moment, I don't think I knew. I felt it, but I tried to fight it. Beth wasn't the kind of girl who could love. She was a force all her own. My choices were to take the ride with her or get off. But now that she told me she loved me, maybe I was wrong. Maybe, I misjudged her all this time. I felt deep inside of myself that I loved Beth back; that we were so good together; that I could do this for her; that I could go against. She slid out of bed, took a couple of steps towards Beth and then dropped to her knees in front of her. She slipped two fingers into her pussy and clamped her mouth over Beth’s clit. It only took a few moments for Ally to work her magic and give Beth the orgasm she craved.“I’m sorry guys” said Beth once she’d recovered “but I woke up, heard you two fucking and couldn’t help myself – I tried to be as quiet as possible but obviously I wasn’t” “You should have jumped in and joined us” said Ally. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-33. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, I was strolling down the street without a care in the worldokay, maybe that is not exactly true, but it sounds nicewhen I came.